Intro -x3-: E Asus2 E When your wheelhouse, is the land of cotton Asus2 E The first time you leave, it can be strange, it can be shocking E Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody drinks sweet tea Asus2 Not everybody owns a gun, wears a ball cap, boots and jeans E Not everybody goes to church, or watches every nascar race Asus2 E Not everybody knows the words to "Ring Of Fire" or "Amazing Grace" Dbm B Oh, Dixie Land, I hope you understand Asus2 E When I miss my Tennessee Home Asus2 E And I’ve been away way too long Asus2 Dbm I can't see this world unless I go Dsus2 A E Outside my Southern Comfort Zone E I have walked the streets of Rome, I have been to foreign lands Asus2 I know what it's like to talk, and have nobody understand E I have seen the Eiffel Tower, lit up on a Paris night Asus2 I have kissed a West Coast girl, underneath the Northern Lights Dbm I know what it's like to meet, the only one like me B To take a good hard look around, and be a minority Asus2 E And I Miss my Tennessee home Asus2 E B I can see the ways that I’ve grown Asus2 Dbm I can't see this world unless I go Dsus2 A E Outside my Southern Comfort Zone Dbm B I miss your biscuits and your gravy, fireflies dancing in the night Gb A You have fed me, you have saved me, Billy Graham and Martha White Dbm B I’ve since become a drifter, and I just can't wait to pack Gb A Cause I know the road I leave on, it will always bring me back Solo: E Asus2 E Asus2 I wish I was in Dixie, Away Asus2 E And I miss my Tennessee Home Asus2 E I've been away way too long Asus2 Dbm I can't see this world unless I go D A E Outside My Southern Comfort Zone Asus2 Look away, look away E Asus2 I wish I was in Dixie, away, look away E Asus2 I wish I was in the land of cotton, look away E Asus2 away, look away E Asus2 live and die in Dixie E In Dixie
